The weather had gone from bad to worse since they had first set their feet on the rough ice-covered ground of the Dearg Point. The wind was howling outside, along with the creaking sound of the branches of the trees getting broken and being blown away by the wind.
Benroy was outside so far, waiting in the car so that he did not have to interact much with the people he was about to kill. However, as one of the giant old trees got uprooted by the pressure of the wind and the weight of the snow and icicles on its canopy he reconsidered his decision to stay in the car.
The moment he entered the cabin everyone got dead silent. Even the ones, who were not talking before he entered the room, seemed more silent as he stepped inside. A little shaken by the weather that he had just left outside
